After failing the imperial examination, he began to wield immense power after entering the palace!

Princess Anle's smile froze for a second.

"you……"

She raised her riding whip as if to strike, but refrained from doing so.

"Hmph, fine, I'll give it to you then."

Li Fan's mood instantly improved; he had another secret technique!

"call……"

The Red Hare suddenly flicked its mane, snorted, and nuzzled Li Fan's hand with its head.

The previous ferocity was no longer in those arrogant eyes.

Instead, there is a tacit understanding.

A fragile but genuine understanding that has just been established between man and horse.

Princess Anle strode forward again, her peach blossom eyes filled with excitement.

"Gao Jin, we're going to have an equestrian competition soon, and the horse betting will start shortly."

Her voice was low and laced with calculation.

"You should also participate in the horse races. I, the princess, will bet all my money on you to win."

"We'll split the profits 50/50."

Li Fan was stunned for a moment.

Betting on horses?

A 50/50 split?

He is indeed short of money right now.

After taking control of the Eastern Depot, there were more and more places to spend money.

Managing relationships, rewarding brothers, gathering intelligence...

Which of these doesn't require money?

Although the Chu emperor bestowed a great reward, it was not a long-term solution to simply squander the wealth.

"it is good."

He nodded, decisively.

Princess Anle immediately beamed with joy, her peach blossom eyes curving into two crescent moons.

"That was great!"

She turned and walked towards Princess Chaoyang, striding forward with an imposing air.

"Big sister!"

Her voice was bright and clear, echoing throughout the entire horse farm.

"This princess is registering for the horse race, and this will be her rider!"

She pointed at Li Fan behind her.

All eyes in the room turned to Li Fan.

Princess Chaoyang, who was standing beside the high platform, turned around upon hearing this.

Her phoenix eyes swept over Li Fan, and a graceful smile appeared on her lips.

"Seventh Sister, don't think he's so great just because he tamed Red Hare."

"A true horse race tests a person's superb equestrian skills."

"Not brute force."

She paused, then her smile deepened.

"I have recently found a very skilled equestrian."

"I am determined to win this match today."

"Seventh Sister, just wait and see how you lose."

Princess Anle's expression changed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure.

"It's still uncertain who will lose!"

Her voice rose a few decibels, carrying a hint of stubbornness.

"Don't be so smug, big sister!"

"The Marseille race hasn't even started yet! The outcome is still uncertain!"

Princess Chaoyang's smile deepened as she looked at her stubborn expression.

But she didn't say anything more.

He simply turned around and whispered a few instructions to someone behind him.

Not long after.

Betting odds for horse racing have already opened next to the racecourse.

A huge wooden board displayed the names of all the participating riders and their odds.

Princess Anle walked to the front of the betting station and took out a thick stack of silver notes from her sleeve.

"Smack!"

She slammed the large wad of banknotes onto the table.

"All in, high risk, win."

The person in charge of the betting operation looked down and saw that the silver note clearly stated three thousand taels.

His eyes widened in disbelief; this was a huge sum of money.

Princess Anle's generosity is evident.

"Your Highness...is it certain?"

The man swallowed.

"Sure."

Princess Anle's tone left no room for argument.

Just as the silver note was slapped onto the table, the sound of horses' hooves came from the direction of the horse farm entrance.

"Da da da!"

A tall, magnificent horse slowly emerged from the entrance.

A person is riding on horseback.

He was around thirty years old, lean, with a dark complexion and sharp, piercing eyes.

He was dressed in a dark blue riding outfit, with a leather belt around his waist and riding boots on his feet, exuding an air of seasoned experience.

He wasn't riding Red Hare, but a Ferghana horse that was entirely black.

The Ferghana horse is tall and powerful, with strong hooves, clearly a well-trained racehorse.

"That is..."

Someone in the crowd recognized him.

"Qin Lang, the number one equestrian expert in Wannian County!"

"He rode horses for ten years and never lost a single game!"

"He has won no fewer than twenty championships in equestrian competitions within a hundred-mile radius of Beijing!"

"Good heavens, he's become the eldest princess's rider!"

"It seems the eldest princess is destined to win this round!"

Discussions rose and fell.

More and more people flocked to the betting pool, placing their bets on Qin Lang.

"Bet on Qin Lang to win! Fifty taels!"

"I'll bet one hundred taels!"

"Qin Lang is a sure winner, only a fool wouldn't bet on him..."

On the betting odds, Qin Lang's odds have been steadily declining.

The odds changed from 1 to 3 to 1 to 1.5, and then to 1 to 1.2.

Everyone had high hopes for him.

Princess Anle looked at the ever-increasing amount of bets, a hint of anxiety flashing in her peach blossom eyes.

She had also heard of Qin Lang's reputation; he was a very difficult person to beat.

"Damn it..."

She cursed inwardly, but remained calm on the surface.

Princess Chaoyang stood beside the high platform, watching Princess Anle's slightly furrowed brows, and the smile on her lips grew even wider.

"Little Seven, why don't you just give me your money directly?"

"Give them all to me, so I won't lose face there."

Princess Anle's expression changed.

"Who lost? Don't be too smug, big sister!"

Her voice rose a few decibels, carrying a hint of stubbornness that refused to be outdone.

"Marseille hasn't even started yet, don't be so arrogant!"

Princess Chaoyang shook her head and said no more to her.

She turned around and walked towards Qin Lang.

"Qin Lang, we must win today, no matter the cost."

"You've won! This princess will reward you handsomely."

Qin Lang clasped his hands in a fist salute, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eagle eyes.

"Please rest assured, Princess, I will definitely win today."

When he said this, there was not a trace of exaggeration in his tone.

Because he truly has the ability.

Ten years of undefeated record is not something to boast about.

soon.

Qin Lang rode his Ferghana horse toward the starting line.

He paused slightly as he passed Li Fan.

Eagle Eyes sized Li Fan up and down; he was just a eunuch.

A slight sneer curled at the corner of Qin Lang's mouth.

"You're just a lowly eunuch, how many years have you studied horseback riding?"

His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for those around him to hear.

"Red Hare is indeed powerful, but how long did you train with it? An incense stick's time? Half an hour?"

"Equestrian competition is not about training horses, but about controlling them and making them run according to your intentions."

"You can't even control a horse, and you're participating in a competition?"

"It's better to surrender now and save yourself from embarrassment on the field later."

After he finished speaking, he smiled contemptuously, cracked his whip, and rode off toward the starting line.

Li Fan watched his departing figure with a calm expression.

He didn't even lift his eyelids.

They didn't even bother to acknowledge it.

This complete disregard displeased Qin Lang more than any retaliation.

His hawk-like eyes turned slightly cold.

"Fine, you don't care, huh? Well, I'll make you care later."

"I'm going to leave you laps five times over and completely crush your dignity under my feet."

"Let me show you what equestrianism is all about."

He cracked his whip, and the Ferghana horse neighed and galloped toward the starting line.